Old Cat had originally wanted to cram another telegraph machine in there, but the current industrial capabilities were really lousy.
A whole bunch of them had elevated Sky City, yet they couldn't even manufacture a telegraph machine!
In the end, he surprisingly couldn't bear to part with it.
Sha Sanli knew the gift was valuable, and with a Worm King acting as a bodyguard—essentially a supervisor—he quickly took careful possession of the box.
"Lord Cat, rest assured, I can handle this little matter in no time. My distant relatives are major nobles of the Empire... Although our blood relation is very distant, having a chat is still a breeze," Sha Sanli added.
"Elder, do we really need to leverage connections? We must have confidence!" the accompanying soldier exclaimed loudly.
They were naturally just an escort and would return afterwards.
"Oh, right right right, confidence, confidence!" Sha Sanli quickly straightened up and puffed out his chest.
